Soon after, Chelsea broke free from her bondage and rushed to the bars of the cell, using all her might, she couldn't even manage to make it burge.
Turning around, she picked up the chains that where used to tight her hands and feet, bringing it to the bars, she kept banging them together creating a loud noise in the whole cell corridor.
Chelsea's hands ached from the constant pounding against the cold metal bars, using the chains that bound her as a makeshift hammer. The clanging echoes reverberated through the empty corridor, a desperate plea for help, for someone to come to her aid.
Her heart pounded in her chest as she heard the heavy boots of the guard approaching. Chelsea's eyes widened with fear, but she refused to let her hope falter. She continued to bang the chains against the
